Wednesday, January 30, 2008

ONLY IN HAWAII...OR GO HALF WAY UP CALIFORNIA AND TURN LEFT

This request came from Kimber An"More pictures of Hawaii""Hawaii is a unique state. It is a small state. It is a state that is by itself. It is different than the other 49 states.Well, all states are different, but its got a particularly unique situation."This was said by former US VP Dan Quale.

Yeah. Well. An exotic location like Hawaii can add cache to an author, but poses unique challenges. Like the long swim to California. And the fact that my arches are flat from only wearing flip flops.Sure, I know what you're thinking.You're thinking all I do is loll in the sun, swim, and drink maitais all day.First of all you're forgetting I have to snorkel and go to luaus too. And my drink of choice is a pina colada or anything with rum.But outside of that there is something a bit isolating about never having winter. About hearing all the fun you all are having with sleet and snow and wind chill factors.I feel positively left out.So it's 11 pm and 74 degrees outside.Do you know where your muse is?

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to start things off. One of my muses is in the forward cabin and the other is buried deep, sound asleep in my clothes cupboard.I wondered why I was having so much trouble coming up with my word count today...

Pat, this post strikes me as particularly cruel as I prepare to warm up the van (remote starter) before bundling my daughter for a trip to the doctor's. This time of year in New England it's always frigid (25F right now) and every one is sick. Do me a favor? Turn your face toward the sun and have a drink for me. I miss flip-flops.

Alaska's all that, except we're a BIG state. The biggest, in fact. Oh, yes, I feel sooooo sorry for you, Pat, especially after looking at the thermometer just now seeing that it's a balmy O degrees Fahrenheit here on the Last Frontier. You poor thing!

My muse? Didn't I tell ya? Angelica, heroine of my current WIP, chucked the Old Hag into a flaming tarpit. She promised to replace her with a sweet kitty-cat muse, but so far nada. Now, there's talk of a Beagle. Can dogs be muses? Even if I'm a cat person?

If you were only within striking distance... ;-) 12 degrees here, windchill much, much colder than that.

But since I can't slap you, I can make fun of your geography know-how. Hawaii is the southern most state, so if you went halfway up California and turned left, you'd eventually hit Japan. Unless of course you take into account the north west leaning of the state of California, then... oh never mind. It is too hard to be sarcastic when I'm this cold.

"Pat is a unique writer.She is a small writer.She is a writer who is in Paradise.She is different than the other five million writers.Well, all writers are different, but she's got a particularly unique situation."

We who shiver in the dark envy you, but we also love to celebrate with you. I'll do my best to close my eyes and feel the sun, and listen closely for gulls and the sound of surf.

My muse? I think it's buried under the snow somewhere in the back yard.

At the moment it is +2, hooray! and feels like -10. We do have some sun a plus for sure, but walking out to take care of the critters was a challenge to any exposed skin. I can send pictures so you can share. My muse is, I believe under one of the larger snow drifts that adorn my yard.

Rum, yes, rum is good with some lime and cola and sun and pool. I do remember those days. Enjoy all that hard work. Barbara

Robert ya gotta take into the account the wind, the currents, and the curve of the Earth...leaving anywhere from San Diego to San Francisco you have no choice but to hit Hawaii! How do I know?Because our boat was abandoned by the former owners 400 miles off the coast of California- They thought it would just sink- instead it ended up "sailing" all by itself to the Big Island...True story.

74 degrees?!? Color me jealous. (I think that would be a sickly green, right?) And, yes, it's clear just how jealous you are of the rest of us, slogging through a very cold, icy, snowy winter. (That would be...not at all, right?)

ah...... you poor, poor soul. No change of seasons. tsk tsk. I'm such a kind a giving person that I'll offer to trade you places. I'd sacrifice myself so that you could get out of that flat-foot-carpal-tunnel-from-jumbo-rum-drink situation.

Is tomorrow soon enough??

:)

hey, btw, i just found my muse. She's on a basement foundation, on a hill, facing the sunset, and overlooking Chesapeake bay.

I wish wearing flipflops would lower MY arches. They are unusually high and no amount of insufficient support has ever managed to change that fact, despite the threats my grandmother made when I was a child.

I was out walking today in sub-freezing weather, thinking (and I am perfectly serious) how much more fun it is to walk in the winter than the summer. I like winter. I will probably be moving further south sometime in the next couple of years, to an area that makes intermittent, feeble attempts to simulate winter, but mainly gets grey and rainy. I am not really looking forward to it.

No, I'm not insane. Why do you ask?

My muse is circling warily around my brainstorming papers, asking if she can go play elsewhere. Stupid muse.

Hahaha, Pat! Thanks for the good belly laugh, I needed it! Snow on the ground here in Colorado and yes it's cold but blue sky and bright sun really do help. My muse is up on the slopes and I've yet to find my way to her this winter. We'll get there! K.

oh pirates ROCK!!!Beach in Dubai??!! I taught a science teacher from the American School there -- he came to Hawaii for my Marine Science Studies course... I wonder if he's still there?Hey travis did you know I was stationed in San Antonio in the 70's??? I LOVED the river walk.

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